Opinion
I write in regards to Department of Conservation and Recreation (DCR) plans to clearcut 32 acres of white pine plantation from the southeast corner of the state forest.
There was no text on Christmas. Nothing on New Year’s Day. Or on my birthday. No back and forth the night of the Super Bowl. Or when the Boston Celtics clinched their 18th title.
From the Dec. 6, 1946 edition of the Vineyard Gazette: The cold wave predicted at various times by the weather bureau, at length arrived on Sunday night.
My family and I first visited Martha’s Vineyard 16 years ago. At the time, we had two young children: one and three years old.
America is a chameleon / Forever adapting, morphing / Caught between what it is / And what it yearns to be / “Isms” coexist with dogmas.
There’s no crying in football. We beat ‘em on the Vineyard. We beat ’em on Nantucket. We almost beat ’em in Boston.